Featured Blog Posts – August 2010 Archive (63)

He sings of the prairie, the south and the past.

Like a stringed instrument, his voice quivers and cries out in pain.…

The heavens had opened, and blankets of rain pounded fiercly upon the pavement. This was retribution for my incessant complaining. It had been a long, hot, dry summer; the kind of summer that robs nature of her color, and mankind of his sense of humor.

I was in a cab on my way to the Sixth Street Diner to meet Tiffany, a sorority sister from long ago. I was never that fond of Tiffany. She, like so many of the 'sisters', lived in a world of perpetual ME-dom, where everything and…

The beautiful, liquid-filled eyes stared and stared at Hal. He tried to ignore them.



What else was there to do? Nothing much was happening on the farm that

afternoon, except for the sun starting to throw long shadows across the fields

and toward the stone house where Sally had lived all her life.



Life on the farm was appealing. Hal was a city boy, born and bred, but Sally

was good enough to change his urban…

Passing me on the way to his car, David gave me a smooch on the lips. Lovingly, we called it foreplay. David on his way to his car and off to the work-a-day world. Entering the sterile enviornment of the hospital, I walked the all too familiar halls to my doctor's office. I waited while the technicians did their magic, spinning, cleaning, spinning and cleaning.... The crisp, white paper "robe" was donned and I swung my feet in anticipation of what I hoped would…

This was written a couple of months ago...

Today is Sunday, June 13th. I am at church keeping nursery and find it very pleasant. Cade is such a doll of a boy who is 2 years now. I kept his sister from an infant who is 5 now and I've kept him as an infant as well. Their parents are such a great couple. Looking out the nursery window I see Bumble Bee bushes; at least that is what I always called them as a child. They are still Bumble Bee Bushes to…